Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle, once bitter enemies, but now the dearest of friends, were nothing more than a mass of twisted, hot, sweaty flesh, writhing and grinding against each other that no mere ‘friend’ ought to accomplish together.

Both topless, their hands roamed and explored the other’s chest; sweeping down from time to time run along the outline of their hips and back up to clench desperate fingers to work into each of their now frazzled manes, locking the strands in a tight grip as their mouths drove into each other and retracted with quick, sharp breaths, throaty moans and blissful smiles.

They felt a fire in their bellies that was driving their bodies to sweat a sheen and sexual odour that drove the other wilder still. Their need to perpetuate and to increase this addictive sensation of influencing another person’s pleasure into unbearable heights.

It had almost become a challenge between the two.

When Sunset Shimmer’s tongue penetrated deep into Twilight’s mouth, Twilight would respond in earnest, but with a more wilder and wiggling gesture that would eventually subdue the attacker. A playful nip of the lip here, a lick of the other girl’s lips there… right down to the slight pinch and stimulation of the hardened nipples between thumb and fore finger.

Inside of Twilight’s mind, her previous apprehension and uncertainty, was all but gone. In fact, her logical and straightforward way of thinking had been demolished. The walls of a prim and proper Princess in training had been thrown out of the very window she had infiltrated.

All that was left… was a desire she had never felt before. A passion that went beyond what she had felt for Flash…

Much the same could had been said for what Sunset was feeling, but in her case her emotions were a little bit more depraved. She had finally conquered what had been driving her mad for weeks now. Finally, Twilight Sparkle was here in her bed; exactly, where she ought to had been, all along.

Although reformed, Sunset could not help but grin wickedly between the kisses, her eyes intense with a yearning she could no longer mask.

As passionate in her lovemaking as Twilight, Sunset’s was just a little bit more domineering… a bit more ferocious with her nibbles and touches-but no matter how hard she tried to completely possess the lead, Twilight remarkably reacted back just as driven.

Not a single thought was conjured between them. Their minds were set. Nothing was going to interrupt them.

Suddenly and much to Sunset’s surprise, Twilight, broke the kiss they had been sharing for several minutes now with a strong grasp of her shoulders, pushing her off to the side.

Flabbergasted, Sunset Shimmer hit the bed to only find Twilight Sparkle crawling up onto her legs, her hands curling into the hem of her panties with her eyes solely focused on the singular purpose she seemed to be intent on achieving.

Sunset panted heavily, her thighs crushing together a little to prevent what she suspected was about to happen. “Twilight…?”

Her name brought Twilight’s eyes back up to Sunset’s questioning expression, her head tilting to one side and allowing her long lavender hair to tickle Sunset’s thighs. She said nothing. She merely dipped her face down low to kiss Sunset’s thighs, before licking up the flesh towards the very center.

“You… you don’t have to… you know?” Sunset began, but felt her words melt away as a tremor shook up her spine, straight up into her head. Although cautious in Twilight’s actions, Sunset felt her thighs loosen and her legs part just as Twilight’s hot tongue scorched a path onto her already wet panties.

The pressure she felt, right against her vagina caused Sunset to release a gasp that she quickly silenced with a desperate nibble against her index finger, her eyes closing as she felt the gentle tug of fingers against her underwear.

The slide of the fabric moving further down her legs until they met with her ankles fully explained Twilight’s true purpose. Gently, she coaxed away the underwear away from Sunset’s feet, fully exposing her.

It was when she had felt the sensation of Twilight’s flesh assaulting her did she open her eyes to glimpse down to the situation at hand.

Sunset blinked, greatly surprised at what she saw… even if it was an even bigger turn on than what she had expected to see.

Twilight Sparkle had drawn Sunset’s panties close to her face… and she was sniffing them.

“They… they smell so good… l-like you…” Twilight whispered in a hushed moan. “Just… that smell… is…” She visibly swallowed hard, unable to bring her blushing gaze onto Sunset Shimmer who was most assuredly smirking by now. "W-what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

“Jeez, Sparkle… I know the saying goes, ‘it’s always the quiet ones,’ but… that’s… that’s pretty something…” Sunset leaned up on the bed, propping herself up with her elbows, though keeping her legs most assuredly closed.

Despite what they had just accomplished together, she could not help but feel a slight embarrassment about showing off the lower part of her body with such reckless abandon.

“I’m sorry, Sunset,” Twilight looked over to her, still keeping the other girl’s underwear pressed close to her lips, “I… I just can’t help myself.”

“It’s fine.” Sunset responded gently. “It’s… I’m not really into this kinky stuff, but, seeing you enjoy yourself with my… ahem, panties is a little bit of a—uh, well… it’s… it's definitely a turn on.”

“Oh?” Twilight blinked, her lips tugging into a smile as she locked eyes with the other girl; Sunset immediately noticing a mischievous glint shining behind them as Twilight, opened her mouth and began licking the wet patch that had been excreted from Sunset’s body during the previous exchange.

Sunset watched entranced as that tongue pushed against the fabric.

“How… how is it?” Sunset’s mental filter could not stop her curious and yet playful question. “Does it... taste good?”

Twilight nodded meekly, realizing what she was doing was not exactly… normal. Not that any of this was normal to begin with. It felt oddly taboo to her. Thrilling, in fact, that she was sharing her time like this with another of her friends.

Sunset sucked in a deep breath as her continued curiousness spurred her on into a moment of madness. She bent her legs and slowly parted them to fully reveal herself to the other girl that was kneeling in front of her. Sunset had turned her gaze away at this point, her words an embarrassed whisper as she desperately pushed out the words.

“Maybe… y-you could taste the real thing?” Sunset stole a glance back to a rather blank faced Twilight, that stared down directly between Sunset’s parted legs.

The sudden silence between them was torturous, but, when Twilight moved forward, splaying her hands to spread against the bed between the other girl’s legs, Sunset released a sigh as she watched Twilight’s head slowly descend between her thighs.

Though, Twilight paused when she got too close. The intense, intoxicating musk she could smell from Sunset’s panties was at its strongest a mere inch away from her mouth and nose… and it caused her to lick her lips.

“Um… can I…?” Twilight looked up with a tilt of her head to Sunset, who only stared back down hungrily at her with the barest of nods.

With her confirmation sealed, Twilight slowly approached her lips to the tuft of red hair that was long since glistening with the juices that had coated Sunset’s panties and, just as the hairs tickled her nose, Twilight parted her lips to give a little, explorative lick to Sunset’s nether region.

The reaction was immediate. Sunset moaned, her thighs trembling as if she was struggling against them; trying to stop them from clamping shut around Twilight’s face… which the very thought of, was in fact, quite alluring.

Leaning over as much as she could to stare down past her breasts at Twilight’s secondary lick, Sunset found her words laced with a desperation she did not quite want to convey. “Twilight, please… just lick me… just lick me harder… this is complete and utter torture and you know it!”

A flash of a smile from Twilight only confirmed Sunset’s suspicions.

“A-are you doing that on purpose?” Sunset inquired with a giggle.

“Maaaaaybe?” Twilight purred. “I’m just enjoying myself… um, you know… listening to the noises you make when I touch it.”

“You’re so mean.” Sunset pouted, though still, giggled at the situation. “I didn’t know you had such an evil streak in you.”

Twilight glanced up. “Well, to know how to use Dark Magicks, you kind of have to…have a bit of evil inside of you? If that makes any sense... I mean; to understand it, but not to embrace it… because knowledge is power and understanding that power allows you to respect and to control it.”

Sunset shook her head. “Sparkle… please… just do it. I don’t think I can take anymore of your stalling.”

Twilight nodded, chuckling. “Okay, okay… here I go~”

Parting her lips, Twilight’s tongue reached out and—

“Hey! Sunset! I was just walking by and I saw this ladder below your window and I thought: ‘Hey, that’s weird, I better investi—” The inhaled, high pitched gasp, caused both girls to yell out and practically jump out of their skins. “OH MY~”

Sunset Shimmer snapped her wide, terrified gaze to the window to notice a very, very stunned Pinkie Pie peering over the frame. “Pinkie?”

“PINKIE?!” Twilight pushed up violently against the bed, her head rearing up far too quickly for Sunset to react.

The Princess’s cranium smashed straight into Sunset’s face, causing Sunset to fall back against the bed, holding her nose with a yelp as blood started to trickle from out of it, her legs flailing.

“Muh noshe!” Sunset exclaimed.

“P-Pinkie Pie?! W-what… what in Equestria are you… STOP LOOKING!” What followed, was Twilight Sparkle frantically pulling at the quilt, trying to cover herself from the shocked state of their friend staring in from the window, while she rubbed at the spot where her head collided with Sunset’s nose.

Twilight quickly leaned over Sunset, dismissing Pinkie Pie for the moment. “Oh by Celestia, I’m so sorry, Sunset!” Still, with Sunset’s panties in her hand, she offered them over to her to help stem the flow.

“I'sh okay.” Sunset laid back against the bed, desperately trying to hold back the blood by pinching the bridge of her nose, fully accepting the panties to press against her nostrils without realizing what it was she was using.

“Well!” Pinkie’s voice caused both girls to bring their embarrassed faces towards the open window and the visibly stunned Pinkie Pie. “I never thought this ship would sail out of Port Closet."

Author's Note

Unedited by anyone but myself so expect mistakes. I will iron them out when I find them, or they are pointed out to me.

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